Boutonniere Poems - Poems about Boutonniere

...Your memory nearly diminished I can only imagine you here In this empty space before me As I reach up to kiss your lips And see the ache inside your eyes Like a poem left unfinished A wilted ......Read the rest...

...The all too common American squirrel can become quite whimsical in the random coloration of their normally grayish hides. Some are attired in formal black, some in a fetching Albinus white, ......Read the rest...

..."If home is where the heart is and the heart lives in memories, remember that the past was just a second ago". Just like decor from long forgotten proms, balloons and crepe left tangled in the sk......Read the rest...

...We are trying to one up each other as usual – another story teller and I. Our stories are getting wilder, less plausible, and we are laughing. Suddenly I remember my pal Gertrude’s story. I am pre......Read the rest...

...Sunflower Seeds enchanted seedling sunflower will weave magic golden yellow joy Green Eyes Curious green eyes Soft gentle paw pats my face Purring in my ear ......Read the rest...

...September and days grow short student’s new for me to sort labour of love some may say mostly though I toil for pay. Witness to sweet autumn’s prize Fall Fairs, joy in children’s eyes from the......Read the rest...

...She was an orphan with an ax to grind wanting nothing from no one. Gifted with flaming red hair and freckles she was quite the eye full Each day she ducked around in rubber flip flops picking re......Read the rest...

...A frill on the fringe Edging closer to flounce called life, Not so much for the bounce Nor cutting it with a knife. I'd rather sashay through it Quaffing it in a gulp, Don't wait for a pulp, N......Read the rest...

...I remember lying in the midday sun Body slathered with Johnson’s baby oil, I was almost fifteen and barely needed to shave. I remember my mother in the yard Telling me to come in because “You ......Read the rest...

...One day whilst going out to play I felt a plop upon my head Oh what was that, I cried out loud Then spied the largest blackest cloud Maybe a warning of more to come As he flung a raindrop just......Read the rest...

...Hark and listen well, if those foretoken in the eyes of hungers lust Trapped in their illusion, trampling the Stars into dust Forced with the detestation stench by the swamp of absolute disgust Th......Read the rest...

...Outside, the still of crickets. Inside, petals of a cold sore foliate, a boutonniere for full lips. Looking up, I tell her two eggs, basted, hash browns, coffee now. Later on, she s......Read the rest...

...Paddy didn't want to go to his wife's family reunion. He told her that in the same nice way he had told her in years past so as to avoid other reunions over the many years they had been married. Hild......Read the rest...

...The vast array of colored lights illuminated the jovial faces of the youthful teens As Ms. Durmstrang antiquely waltzed with Mr. Chestwood. I sat alone as I watched my velvet red date swiftly fly t......Read the rest...

...Red roses wristlet Orange roses boutonniere As betoken of The countryside espousal Of two souls becoming one 3-11-2016......Read the rest...